ScarletMajesty

My thoughts are wandering. I am unsecure, yet so secure. I know what I want and how I want it, and i stand prepared with needle and steelthread. Ready to start stitching things up back again.  My heart is hammering hard in my chest, and my lungs doesnt breathe. An equation that doesn't go well. I fear and it gnaws, the thousands and one rats are back and gnawing. Sleep is still failing me, mostly because my lungs fail.  But there is nothing to do than to wait, wait for the final answer, and, god knows I'm waiting.


xoxo